Sang Que put down the box in her hand, "Xu Yichao, you take her out of the village first, there might be danger here."
Just as Xu Yichao nodded, Sister Hong cried out emotionally, "No, I have three friends still in the village, I won't leave without finding them."
Sang Que raised her phone, the screen showing the recording interface, "I recorded what you just said, if anything happens, it has nothing to do with me, you can stay or leave, just don't interfere with me."
Sister Hong and Xu Yichao were taken aback, mouths agape, not knowing what to say, watching Sang Que deftly open the box, take out the hunting bow and arrow quiver, slinging them on her back, and finally drawing out a Tang Cross Blade with a swish.
The shiny blade reflected Sang Que's sharp and attractive eyes, she was dressed in black sportswear, wearing a black cap, with a tall figure and a flying ponytail, making Xu Yichao's heart pound.
